Live By Yo Rep

its gonna be a deadly night
Kinda silent
Kinda violent as we stroll
Theses niggas got ammo
But i found out thats the way it goes
The triple 6 mafia be like quick to ride on some tricks
While smokin on mega blunts
Hoe we take care of our business
The koopsta the knicca the ciz ap peela is on the scene.
The diznevil's daughter gangsta boo be lookin so so mean
Call up crunchy black
Get tha gats
Let then bustas know
Fuckin wit triple 6 you young bitches
You gotta go
The cali the hunted
The tricks that want it i buck down
The killa man dj paul the g with the evil frown
These niggas be talkin shit about who and who they don't like
Theses pimp hating bitches
Gonna make a playa just take ure life
Scarecrow is the nigga da mystic nigga
That is so damn slick
A natural born killa with no remorse
Oh a funky bitch
The juice man be quick to buck wit them thangs
He be droppin ya
Ya bustas cant stand a chance against the triple 6 mafia

[lord infamous]
Well, lord infamous shall take 1000 razor blades and press them in they flesh.
Take my pitchfork up outta the fire, soakin' it down in their chest.
Through the ribs, spines, charcoal the muscle tissue
And sendin' what

Chorus:

If you niggaz ain't scared, throw yo setts in da air
Throw yo setts in da air, throw yo setts in da air
If you niggaz ain't scared, throw yo setts in da air
Throw yo setts in da air, throw yo setts in da air
Cause we some killa ass niggaz
And we don't give a fuck
We come to break the fuckin laws
And tear the fuckin club up
Cause we some killa ass niggaz
And we don't give a fuck
We come to break the fuckin laws
And tear the fuckin club up

[gangsta boo]
I think i finally have located the gates of death
Lie awake at night, to hatch my evil plans, i find myself
Stumblin through the dark, up against the fuckin verge of sin
Bodies in my yard, oh my god, them demons came again
People don't you worry cause the devil's daughter got a plan
Ho, eternal burnin you in half if you don't comprehend
Understand this shit a gansta bitch is sayin to ya dawg
Lock you in the truck, mob through the night within a mist of fog
Never fear a nigga callin himself a killa, what's up trick
Boy you claim you so goddam buck wild with that weak ass shit
Chillin at the hideout, smokin out not worried bout a thang
Ballin through black haven, deep as hell in that suburban, man
Always watchin my back
Cause niggaz will jack you for your fuckin shit
?female? i am, but don't give a damn
If i split some busta bitch's wig
Three 6 mafia niggazz includin 1 female
That's bumpin so hard on you hoes
The only ones talkin that shit is dj-less niggaz
And all playa hatas you know

Chorus

[juicy j]
Comin from the darkness of the cut of north memphis bitch
Killas from the evergreen, guards we don't set trip
For my niggaz doin time 201 for the crime
Let's get in the gangsta line and throw the funkytown sign
I'm on that other level, a coffin and a shovel
?fly? down to put yo ass, before you meet the devil, the metal
Penalties i pay by punk ass opponents, i practice pain
Juiceman no gain, but i slang that thang that keep ???

[d.j. paul]
I'm steady scopin out these nothins, that be actin like a bitch
That be actin like a ho
That be actin like a muthafucka busta
That wants no more of the 3-6 mafia, trizack-wizack niggas
Come and feel these triggas, ya figure ya bad
Bellin out black haven but i double dem bucks in yo ass, instead
Triple muthafuckin 6, in the muthafuckin ?pl-zay?
For the n-zine decade
Nigga didn't hear me do, but a muthafuckin click
In somebody's y-zard he laid
Where the niggaz in the club?
Where the niggaz in the streets ain't down with us?
Man, say a few prayers
G-ds, v-ls, cr-zips, bl-zoods, all niggaz throw yo setts in da air

Chorus

[lord infamous]
When the biblical stories were written
They left out the one they call lord infamous
Because the horror he possess, was one of a magnificence
He was set up, then loosed, look for suddenly mortal killing
He was set to lead the world into unholy acts of sin
The architect of hell
And inventor of the six interior decorator
Of chambers of eternal punishment
I'm the one that lit the furnace to the flow that burns forever
Supervisor of the torture, lord, have mercy?
Not me, never
I'm clever with corruption of the seven seas and continents
The money shit, the blunt is lit, the bong is hit, astonishin
Watch the world, i crumble it, watch heaven, i rumble it
Knockin scarecrow out of heaven for he did the devil bitch
Holdin angels hostage in the basement of hell chapel
The only nigga ever to set heaven up for a fuckin ?gaffold?
The devil fever flowin through the fire hemisphere
Evil niggaz throw yo setts in da air
If you dare

16x: throw yo setts in da air

-ah yeah, 3-6 mafia runnin this, ho. playa hatin just don't hear me,
Though. nigga got a muthafuckin problem with the clan, step back into
This muthafuckin devil click if you can, nigga. prophet entertainment
Runnin this shit for the 9-5, to the 9 triple 6. it's like this, joe.
Fuck you local ass bustas cause we got bigger blunts to smoke. on that
Nationwide example, muthafuckas.

-this is ??? shalonda, bone magazine, here interviewing...
-three 6 mafia
-from memphis, who has a unique quality of rap style, what would you do if
Someone tried to duplicate your ideas?

[lord infamous]
Lord infamous takin 1000 of razor blades
And i be pressin them into the flesh
Takin my pitchfork up out of the fire
And soakin it down in their chest
Through the ribs, spines, charcoalin the muscle tissue
And sendin what's left in the mail to mammy
Cause i think she just might miss you
But first, i want to slowly pull off all your skin
Get grease and boil it hot pour it on you and your dead friends
I probably outta be not be so horribly slaughtering the body
I am so naughty because i am moderately in to photography
Following through the autopsy
No love for them bustas so just pour some acid all over them, too
That's what i would do, skinny pimp what would you do?

[skinny pimp]
Just look into the eyes of the mask
Slangin the ak to knock out my enemies
Fear of the razor, da blast, he done passed
I'm leavin no trace of the evidence
Bodies sit in box chopped up in pieces
His soul done rose, i placed them tubes up under my mattress
My conscience is black and it's strange
Cause i murdered a victim, the devil just rushin my time
With this 9 in my hand causin death when you sleep
In the casket i leave you no killas in mind
Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a stupid move
Then ya bleed
Bustin 17, please don't scream, don't run
Either long range street sweep
Never ever run from the buckshots, bust em at ya back
When i'm full of yak, ain't no clue
In 2 deep, you sneak, we creep, juiceman, what would you do?

[juicy j]
First the juice look in the white pages for this trick
Mafia-style fool cause you don't know who ya messin with
Caught him slippin in his home, minimum breathin on the phone
Warnin sign to let you know i'm comin so you better be gone
Wether ya run i be stoppin ya, with the 2 9s i be poppin ya
Witness a killa from north memphis of the three 6 mafia
2 killas at yo front door, 3 killas at yo back door
His broad peeked through the curtains
And saw them gats pointed at the window
Nothin but destruction after we touched em
Man i thought you knew
That's what i would do, gangsta boo what would you do?

[gangsta boo]
Think about a master plan on how to buck them bustas dead
Gangsta boo this pimin playa comin with the livin dead
Yes i'm so so crazy
So so wild i be like puttin blood on you trick
Torture your body with nothin but fire
Then i calmly shoot you quick
Blast you in yo head make sure you dead
Cause i don't want you to live
My words of wisdom:
The weaker the victim the bigger the thrill is
The three 6 mafia do not feel sorry and that's how the story goes
We full of them leaves so we proceed to take all of your soul
It's not a problem when i be buckin them suckas
I do it smooth
That's what this lady boo would do, now paul what would you do?

[d.j. paul]
First i hit up crunchy, and i get full of that holy smoke
The devil's already up in a killa
So i feel i have not to go too far to loc
This time you crossed the wrong click
Beware your murder's all on my mind
Plus satan's inside
Movin my hand a little closer to this plastic 9
Burnin from the angle, my glock knows more
Every blink of the eye
But before it's all gone, bone, quickly i'm stickin them ?loogers?
To watch you die
Dropped ya to your knees, now it's time for you to bless
Man, i be dj paul, da killaman, with a fist full of fire
Punch a hole straight through yo chest
So bustas hear me close, you stole some styles and dis that's cool
But steppin up to the bloody glock 9 millimeter
Three 6 dang fools, ain't fools the best, what would you do?

Chorus (4x): bone,live by yo rep cause we know you bound to slip
When we blast with that mask we gon empty this clip

[lord infamous]
See we can't tolerate no sissy that is layzie
Broke out the blender and i made some krayzie gravy
It's eazy, and when it was time to get bizzy
Don't break, you can wish, but you can't escape
Because we crave dead flesh
Three 6 tricks, easily you can be next

-yeah, the three 6 mafia, straight outta memphis, breakin these bones like it
Ain't sh*t, for the 9 nickel, triyaaaaaack!